Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

"boom!"

As Ling Xiao stepped into the fairy road, he saw that where he walked, the peach blossom shadow quietly shattered, turning into starlight and falling from the sky.

Above the void, rivers began to evolve, and the sun and the moon rose and fell.

A godly figure with a height of several hundred meters, as if stepping through the void, stood around the ancient temple.

Like the most loyal servant, he suppresses all evils in the world.

Obviously, this Peach Blossom Immortal Road and the Void Vision are the means of that Immortal Race woman.

And what was sealed in the hall in front of him should be the bone of the demon.

"Om."

In the end, the immortal road was broken, the spiritual light was extinguished, and the countless Taoist patterns turned into nothingness.

The entire fairyland fell into a dead silence in an instant.

Only the immortal woman stood with her hands behind her back, looking at the ancient temple above her head, with an inexplicable vicissitudes in her eyes.

"Nine hundred years..."

Here, Ling Xiao's figure appeared in the golden hall. At this time, he understood why the people of the immortal race couldn't get close to the seal here.

Originally, he planned to enter the ancient temple and find the demon bones.

Then threw it into the domain, so as to hide from the immortal woman.

But at this time, he realized that what he thought seemed to be a bit simple.

This seal is not only aimed at the devil, but even the soul is completely sealed.

Ling Xiao couldn't communicate with the realm at all, and he couldn't even notice his own soul sea.

"how so?"

Ling Xiao stood in the hall, frowning slightly, looking at a pitch-black sarcophagus not far away.

Could it be that this devil bone is related to the soul?

Otherwise, why would the immortal woman have to cocoon herself and seal the power of the soul?

However, in this way, it was a coincidence that he was fulfilled.

In this ancient temple, he doesn't need to worry about the soul of the immortal woman snooping.

even! !

As long as he stays there, no matter how long, he doesn't have to worry about being disturbed.

Wonderful.

The thing about luck is really mysterious. Now all the settings seem to be prepared for Ling Xiao alone.

This is probably what you often say, destiny is destiny, right?

only! !

The more so, Ling Xiao's face did not show any joy, but a gloomy look.

Too coincidental.

All things, the coincidence is really a bit incredible.

How could a person from an immortal race who had sealed the demon bones and suppressed a world of the world could be so careless that he, the reincarnation of a demon, could approach the demon bones so easily?

As for any person who can survive from ancient times, whether it is a human being or a remnant soul, which one is not a person who has a lot of plans and a mind close to the demon?

But until this time, the people from the Immortal Race didn't seem to have any doubts about Ling Xiao's identity.

Although I tried it symbolically, it seemed too perfunctory.

It's just that in these hundreds of years, she has to plan something, why wait until now?

Ling Xiao frowned, pondered for a moment, and finally shook his head.

Demon bone, he is bound to get it.

At this moment, it is time to fuse the demon bones as soon as possible and leave the secret realm.

As for that fairy woman...

No matter what she was plotting, it was just a soul, and the threat to Ling Xiao was not as insurmountable as she imagined.

In the end, Ling Xiao walked to the sarcophagus and gently pushed open the lid that had been sealed for an unknown number of years.

"boom!"

A sea of ​​demonic energy burst out from the ancient coffin.

The entire hall instantly turned into a sea of ​​demonic energy.

A wisp of holy power fell from the sky, almost crushing Ling Xiao's figure to the ground.

At this time, above the void, endless demonic energy gathered into a vortex.

Among them, there seems to be a phantom that gradually manifested, standing in the void with its hands behind its back, revealing the dominance of the ages. Ling Xiao was all too familiar with this figure.

Although he still can't see his face clearly, but the devilish intent that scorned the world and made Jiutian surrender, besides the first devil of the ancient times, the devil, who else is there?

But at this time, Ling Xiao's eyes did not stay on the ghost for too long.

Instead, he looked down at the sarcophagus, and the next moment, his eyes suddenly condensed!

I saw that in the sarcophagus, the devilish energy gradually dissipated, revealing one of the crystal-like white bones.

It was a skull, or rather, a head.

What surprised Ling Xiao was that the color of this bone was so pure and sacred.

Among them, there is even a flow of holy will, and countless mysteries are derived out of thin air.

There are sun and moon sinking, alternately reciprocating.

There are Asgard's ups and downs, Jia'e Man dance.

There are ancient trees that form the sea, and the great demons look up to the sky.

There are three thousand immortals and demons, all kneeling on the ground.

Everything seems to be the beginning of the heaven and the earth, the beginning of Hongmeng, and the end of the era, and all things return to nothingness.

In Ling Xiao's ears, there are also nerves, Taoist sounds, and demonic chants resounding at the same time.

In the midst of confusion, memory pictures began to emerge.

Only this time, Ling Xiao was no longer a spectator, but... the owner of this memory.

In the end, the picture stagnated, and an ancient bluestone road hung down from the top of the sky.

On both sides of the ancient road, there is a sea of ​​clouds and a bottomless abyss.

Ling Xiao frowned, looking at the end of the stone path, a graceful figure that was vaguely absent, a sharp pain suddenly poured out of his heart for no reason.

only! !

Just as he lifted his foot and walked towards the top of the mountain, the scene in front of him changed again.

A general killing trend shrouded in a rush.

The sound of the Dao sounded in unison, and the void trembled.

Before Ling Xiao could react, he saw countless figures in golden armors holding spirit treasures, killing them from the sky.

Endless killing, eternal darkness.

Time seems to stand still at this moment, only that blood-stained figure is walking towards the sky step by step.

There, a Tsing Yi white-haired figure gradually revealed its true form.

It was a... a suffocating fairy face.

Snow-white long hair, against the snow-like skin.

The whole person is like an ice crystal, the temperament has no time to come out of the dust, and it does not eat the fireworks of the world.

At this time, although she closed her eyes, the ice-blue flame totem between her eyebrows made people feel inexplicably being spied on.

Standing on the top of the mountain, she seemed to be one with the heaven and the earth.

The clouds flickered, but she couldn't bear to startle her dream.

Just as Ling Xiao was shaking his head, there was suddenly a heavenly might suppressing him in the void.

It was a shadow of a hundred meters, the golden sword in his hand slashed horizontally, the unparalleled sword intent pierced the sky, and fell on Ling Xiao's shoulder, spilling blood.

Heaven and earth are silent, and there is an absolute cold that permeates from the top of the mountain.

I saw the white-haired woman standing on the top of the mountain, suddenly trembling her eyelashes, and slowly opened her eyes.

It was a pair of icy blue eyes.

Just one glance can make one sink into oneself.

"Om!!"

The terrifying aura began to rise, and countless dao patterns turned into shackles of heaven, winding from the woman's body.

In the void, a divine power visible to the naked eye rippled out.

Wherever he passed, the space froze, like a broken mirror.

And the countless golden guards who were originally surrounded by Ling Xiao didn't even react, and together with the ancient bluestone road under their feet, they turned into sculptures.

Ling Xiao's eyes were slightly condensed, and because of his temperament, he felt a little surprised at this time.

At a glance, frozen world?

What kind of terrifying means is this?

Just when he looked up at the top of the mountain, he saw the woman's ice blue eyes falling on him with endless tenderness.

"Buzz!"